Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Pis. The residence of Posthumus; so nie (at least)
Pis. That though his Actions were not visible, yet
Pis. Report should render him hourely to your eare,
Pis. As truely as he mooues.
Imo. Imo.
Imo. Oh for such meanes,
Imo. Though perill to my modestie, not death on't
Imo. I would aduenture.
Pis. Pis.
Pis. Well then, heere's the point:
Pis. You must forget to be a Woman: change
Pis. Command, into obedience. Feare, and Nicenesse
Pis. (The Handmaides of all Women, or more truly
Pis. Woman it pretty selfe) into a waggish courage,
Pis. Ready in gybes, quicke‑answer'd, sawcie, and
Pis. As quarrellous as the Weazell: Nay, you must
Pis. Forget that rarest Treasure of your Cheeke,
Pis. Exposing it (but oh the harder heart,
Pis. Alacke
Pis. The Tragedy of Cymbeline.